The banquet at Li Village was divided into an indoor and outdoor section. Ordinary people could only move about outside, like Yi Tianhuai, for instance. As for the inside, it was only accessible to the true noble families of Seoul or those from large influential forces.
At this moment, in one of the inner chambers, two red lanterns hung outside the main hall, while inside, candlesticks lined both sides, each lit with flames the size of soybeans.
Kneeling before the candlesticks was a group of individuals. Some had swords laid across their knees; others were dressed in martial attire with white bandages wrapped around their fists—a total of ten people, each exuding a somewhat sharp aura.
However, all these sharp scents were as if being suppressed by the middle-aged man sitting at the head of the room. The aura he emitted was profound, aged, and carried an extremely unique and acute sharpness.
